Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Connolly hurried after him.

“Mr.

Shaw, would you like to change your clothes first? Your outfit…”

Kyson stopped abruptly, causing Connolly to nearly bump into him.

“What’s wrong with my outfit?”

Connolly offered a sheepish smile.

“It’s quite stunning.

”

Kyson turned away and strode quickly toward the backyard.

It was nearing autumn, and the yard was littered with fallen Leaves.

With the yard being so expansive, Dulcie had spent a long time sweeping the leaves into several small piles.

Feeling weary, she sat down on a bench to rest and massaged her lower back.

Just then, Betty and Reina appeared again.

Reina casually tossed some peanut shells onto the ground, taunting, “You’ve barely lifted a finger, and already you’re taking a break.

You’re no princess, yet you act like you deserve royal treatment.

Do you even know yourself?”

Dulcie’s gaze fixed on the peanut shells on the ground, her expression grave.

Betty’s voice dripped with disdain as she confessed, “I’ve despised you for days now.

Ever since Mr.

Shaw got hurt, you’ve been hovering around him non-stop, acting like you run the place.

”

With a cool demeanor, Dulcie responded, “I am Mr.

Shaw’s personal maid.

It’s my responsibility to look after him when he’s ill.

Don’t you think Mr.

Shaw will find out how you misuse your authority to overload me with tasks?”

Betty snorted, her voice thick with scorn.

“I’m in charge of assigning tasks to all the maids in the Shaw household now.

You’re just a maid.

Why shouldn’t I delegate tasks to you?”

She sauntered over to a pile of leaves Dulcie had gathered and sneered, “Moreover, you can’t even manage such a simple task properly.

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Shaw returns, I’ll make sure he knows how poorly you perform and have him dismiss you.

”

With that, she kicked the pile of leaves, scattering them everywhere.

“Oh, how clumsy of me! I didn’t notice the leaves there.

Would you mind cleaning them up again?” Betty said, turning to glance at Reina.

Without a second thought, Reina flung the rest of her peanut shells, scattering them across the ground and into the grass, making it even more challenging to clean up.

Glancing at her phone, Reina announced, “It’s already seven fifteen.

Make sure this yard is spotless by seven thirty!”

Surveying the chaos scattered across the ground, Dulcie’s anger flared.

“Haven’t I warned you not to make me angry?”

Betty scoffed dismissively, “I lead the maids.

I earn more than you and rank higher too.

What are you going to do about it? If you can’t handle it, just quit and leave.

”

Narrowing her eyes, Dulcie retorted, “I’m fed up with your antics.

”

No sooner had she spoken than Dulcie gripped her broom and swung it at Betty.

The broom struck Betty’s back with such force that she staggered aside in pain.